The sound of heavy tires crunching on wet gravel echoed from outside the driveway.
Red and blue flashing lights reflected brightly against the tall glass front windows.
Victoria's hands began to shake visible as the emergency vehicles drew close outside.
She stepped toward the side hallway to try to reach the rear exit doors.
Mark: Do not even think about running away from this situation, Victoria.
Victoria: Get out of my way before I call my own attorney!
Mark: Your attorney already knows everything because my team called him an hour ago.
The heavy front doors opened wide as two city police officers entered the house.
A tall man in a dark grey suit walked right behind the officers.
It was Arthur Vance, the lead corporate attorney for Mark's family business estate.
Arthur carried a black leather briefcase filled with legal papers and video drives.
Arthur: Good afternoon, Mark, everything has been processed with the local judge.
Mark: Thank you for coming so quickly on such short notice, Arthur.
Arthur: We have full emergency restraining orders ready for immediate police service here.
Victoria backed up against the drywall near the archway leading to the kitchen.
One of the police officers stepped forward with a pair of silver handcuffs.
Officer: Victoria Sterling, you need to step away from the inner rooms now.
Victoria: I live in this home and you have no right to touch me!
Officer: We have a signed warrant for child endangerment and destruction of property.
Victoria screamed out in anger as she tried to pull her arm away fast.
The second officer stepped in quickly to keep her securely held in place.
The sudden commotion rattled a nearby floor lamp against the thin decorative drywall.
A piece of loose plaster cracked and fell onto the carpet with heavy dust.
Victoria: Mark, please tell them to stop this right now, I am sorry!
Mark: You were never sorry when you poured that liquid over my baby.